The Wistful Silence

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Chapter One "Entry 109: The water line shifts north. Surveyor’s note: Do not cross." The ink on the parchment was still wet, the black soot of the reed pen smudging under the thumb of Hauwa Lawan. She sat in the narrow scriptorium behind the court, the air heavy with drying papyrus and the faint, metallic tang of the Ink of Memory. The fog outside had eaten the sound of the village bells,...

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